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Its not the ideal definition. Its however all I can think of now. Your soft touch, almost cold, almost too soft..... Its the kind you think you imagined, but you know you didn't. How are you? I'm not fine..... I didn't see you all day..... The love of my life is from.... I look at you and smile..... you are smiling too.... with your eyes too..... It reminds me of one of our first conversations It makes me realize you were listening. Hello, my name is Brenda. I want to say...... I want to stop the staring that never says anything I know you are looking I know because I cant stop looking too Hello...... I want to know you like me.
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Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 9:27 AM UTC
Soft
Its not the ideal definition. Its however all I can think of now. Your soft touch, almost cold, almost too soft..... Its the kind you think you imagined, but you know you didn't. How are you? I'm not fine..... I didn't see you all day..... The love of my life is from.... I look at you and smile..... you are smiling too.... with your eyes too..... It reminds me of one of our first conversations It makes me realize you were listening. Hello, my name is Brenda. I want to say...... I want to stop the staring that never says anything I know you are looking I know because I cant stop looking too Hello...... I want to know you like me.
.......because I know you feel it too...I think you feel it too.....
brendamukisa
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from Uganda
Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 9:27 AM UTC
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